Dewdrops

Drops of dew

Upon the grass

Each morning new

His mercies glisten

Calling lonely

Hearts who pass

If they would only

Stop to listen

They would hear

The tune of grace

Sparkling here

In beads of light

Manna came

Without a trace

And just the same

It graced their sight

Give us, Lord

This daily bread

Life restored

As day by day

The daylight rises

From the dead

And dark disguises

Flee away

Our bodies bathe

In Gilead's balm

Our precious faith

To shield us from

The deadly vermin

Met with calm

As dew from Hermon

Life will come

~ ~ ~

Fashion now my attitude

Which oft ignores this grateful view

My heart endow with gratitude

For metaphors in morning's dew

Reviews

[MiR]

This sounds like a Psalm.

[Aneto]

It certainly has several phrases from various Psalms sprinkled throughout it. Nice noticing!

~Aneto~